Logan Douglas Howes

Logan Douglas Howes, 4, a native and resident of Raceland, died Thursday, April 21, 2011.

Visitation will be from 6 to 10 p.m. Tuesday and from 8 to 11 a.m. Wednesday at Assembly of God in Raceland, with burial to follow at St. Hilary of Poitiers.

He is survived by his parents, Summer Brown and Bart Howes; one brother, Brennon Howes; two sisters, Kelly Brown and Kendra Medina; six grandparents, Ida Brown and Barry Medeiros, Doug and Kay Sue Brown and Wade and Peggy Howes; six great-grandparents, Joyce and Harvey Vaughn, Lorrine Singleton, Joseph and Peggy A. Howes and Joyce Plaisance; three aunts, Amber Brown, Haley Brown and Beth Lirette and husband, Stephen; four uncles, Brandon Brown, Bruce Howes and wife, Marcy, Brad Howes and wife, Chasity, and Brian Howes and wife, Ellen; and numerous cousins.

He was preceded in death by one aunt, Kira Rose Brown, and three great-grandfathers, Huey Rodrigue, Shalby Brown and Raymond Plaisance.

Logan Douglas Howes was more than just a typical 4-year-old little boy. To us, he was our very special little Lolo. To his paw paw Doug he was Logo. To Lolo we were his world. He loved life and his family with such a passion. He was a funny little boy, always doing things to make you laugh, like when he got a hit in T-ball, ran to first base then when the batter after him got a hit, he ran to catch the ball instead of running to second base. As a baby Logan was completely inseparable from his mom. She is his favorite person in the whole world and would cry anytime they had to be a part. Still, at 4 years old, Lolo had to cuddle up close to his mom and twirl her hair to fall asleep. He could get his way with just about anything with his mom and two sisters. After all, he was the baby, and he knew it. Logan's two sisters, Kelly and Kendra, were like little moms to him. Whatever he wanted or needed, they were at his beckon call, like when it came to fixing his favorite drink of chocolate milk. His brother, Brennon, was the one he looked up to and would repeat anything and everything Brennon did. After all he wanted to be just like his big brother. Logan also loved his dad with all of his heart and loved spending time with him and his family often, going fishing, working in the yard or just playing outside. He was close to his maw maw Peggy and Aunt Beth. Logan enjoyed life to the fullest. He especially loved anything with a motor, be it tractors, boats, four-wheelers or golf carts. He also enjoyed hunting, going to the camp, fishing, eating spicy boiled crawfish, baking cookies with his Mimi, even wearing the Christmas apron and Santa hat, proudly presenting the Nativity cookies he had made with his mom to put out for Santa. He loved to help cook potato salad with lots of mayonnaise, which was his favorite food, playing T-ball, often walking off the filed to go potty, then stopping and getting an hamburger, then walking back on the field like he had never left, and playing with his little cousins and friends. He enjoyed going to his Uncle Brandon's house on special occasions and playing with his little cousin Brady and Shelby.

We have shared some very special and beautiful memories with our little angel. He was so excited when he caught his first fish at the camp and last winter when he shot his first rabbit with a BB gun with this step-grandfather Barry and his big brother, Brennon. Proudly walking into the house holding his rabbit, he presented it to his Mimi for a picture, and he couldn't wait to show his mom. Then he went outside with Barry and his big brother, gathering branches and sticks to cook the rabbit on an open fire made with twigs like the cowboys did. For a night he got to be a cowboy. To our surprise he ate the rabbit and asked for more. He had a very special bond with each one of us. He loved his pawpaw Doug (whom he was named after.) He would wait for his pawpaw Doug every morning and every afternoon to come over for a visit. He was so excited about a vacation to Tennessee his pawpaw Doug and step-grandmother Kay Sue were planning for, his mom, his siblings and him the first week in June. That was all he could talk about lately. He would sit and ask his Aunt Haley, whom he loved dearly. He called her Hayay. He would say, “Hayay, what does Tennessee look like, and what can we do there?” He loved his Aunt Amber also, whom he called Nanny, and would love to touch her belly and wait for his little unborn cousin Kiram to move.

A part of our heart and soul is missing and will never be the same. We know that he is with Jesus and his Aunt Kira, although our hearts are broken and we don't know how we will go on without our little Lolo/Logo. We know that through Jesus' death, burial and resurrection, we will be with him again. To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord. We love and miss you, Lolo. Stay close to Kira, and we will all be together again soon.

Falgout Funeral Homes is in charge of arrangements.